Not Just the Greased Chicken.

Truthful Tuesday

Earlier today, I told a dear friend something I have discovered over the last year or so… the more you love, the more love you have to give.

Honestly, I can blame this on tumblr. First, there was my friend Cathy, who introduced me to the world of tumblr, and who helped show me that not only did I want to find love, but it was possible to find that love.

Then I met Mindy, and it was like my ability to love was jump-started. I love her with my entire being, but in getting to that point I found that there was more… suddenly I had friends that I cared for deeply and whose welfare was critical in my own life. And as Mindy and those friends became more a part of my life, I discovered just how easy it was for me to love them. All of them. And it isn’t in some “I love you, I love you too” flippant use of the word. Instead, it is love as a verb, as an action word. I want to be involved, to help, to comfort, to rejoice, to cry, to hug, to dance… as complete as Mindy has made me (and though it is a movie cliché, “she completes me” is a very real statement), I am not whole without the love I feel for my friends.

At this point I *could* list everyone I am speaking of, but hopefully you know who you are. I love you all so very dearly. Thank you for helping me discover that I *can* love you.